Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 43

When work ended that evening, Isabel took off her lab coat and was gathering her coat and bag when Selena, already changed, walked over.

She had hit her quite hard yesterday.

So hard, in fact, that her right hand had ached for a while last night.

But today, Selena's face showed no trace of the incident.

She was as warm and friendly as ever, as if nothing had happened.

Selena had always been like this, which was how she had managed to fool her so completely before.

So this time, Isabel planned to ignore her and leave.

But Selena followed, smiling gently. “Isabel, Adrian told me you're going to Halcyon Hills Residence to see Oliver tonight. We're going too. Adrian's car is already here, so let's ride together.”

Isabel's first instinct was to refuse.

But then she thought, why should she run? Since she had to go anyway, she might as well save on cab fare.

Dylan, who was in the same elevator and had planned to drive Isabel home, overheard. “You’re going back to Halcyon Hills Residence?”

Isabel gave him a meaningful look and nodded.

Dylan didn't press further.

The three of them went down to the underground parking garage together.

Selena reached the car first, opened the back door, and said with a bright smile to the person inside, “Adrian, Isabel is coming with us. Don't be too hard on her, okay?”

Isabel, who had just finished a quick word with Dylan and was walking over, heard a noncommittal “Mm” from the back seat.

Great.

She opened the front passenger door and got in.

She took out her phone and texted Dylan: [He's still my son. Even if his personality is difficult and I’m not seeking custody, I can’t completely ignore him right now.]

Dylan replied: [Why not? It’s not like Adrian would throw the little brat out. And even if he did, I doubt the Blackwells would abandon their only heir.]

That was precisely the problem. The Blackwells would get involved.

Isabel was afraid that news would reach them and cause unnecessary trouble.

If she could just be compliant for a little while, perhaps the divorce would go through more quickly.

Isabel texted back: [I’ve got it under control, don't worry.]

Since he was targeting Dylan and still refusing to divorce Isabel, her attempts to drive a wedge between them were clearly working.

Isabel really didn't want to get into another war of words with Selena.

Who knew how Adrian would retaliate on her behalf, either against her or the people around her?

Dylan, with Old Mr. Foster backing him, could barely withstand it.

What chance would anyone else have?

But Selena seemed determined to provoke her.

“Not as close as you and Mr. Blackwell. I, his legal wife, have to sit in the passenger seat, while you, his self-proclaimed sister with no official standing, get to sit next to him in the back. Frankly, I'm the one who should be envious of your bond. It's so tight, no one can get between you.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a sharp poke in her lower back.

Adrian was sitting right behind her.

The warning was crystal clear.

She remembered what he had said last night about her rotting in the Blackwell family if she caused trouble.